Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

Chapter 357: Vigfortz's Purpose

The sun was scorching the earth. A rugged path ran through the north and south. The sparse thatched adobe houses of the village were located on both sides of this narrow road.

Although not many people stayed outside during the day due to the hot summer, it would never be like this:

Looking from the entrance of the village, there was no one. The whole village seemed to be suddenly deserted.

The keen sense of the demon hunters sent out strange alarms. After entering the village, countless eyes passed through the door cracks, window frames, keyholes, and wall tops... looking at them - two demon hunters dressed as mercenaries.

"Who do you think they are?" Vesemir led the horse and walked forward with his eyes fixed, as if these eyes did not exist.

Ailin gently stroked the mare who was snorting uneasily: "Demave II... or some great noble in Aedirn? It makes no difference to us."

"We attracted a lot of attention in Vergen, and there were too many obvious traces left last night. We are hiding very well now."

"That's right." Vesemir nodded, hesitated for a second, and asked: "Will it have no impact?"

"No."

Ailing shook his head: "You also said that no one has ever been able to tame the great griffin. As long as we don't admit it ourselves, who would believe that something that has never happened in the past will happen now?"

"That's right," Vesemir breathed a sigh of relief, "Who would have thought of this?"

"I experienced all this personally, and I still can't believe that I just came down from the strong wings of the great griffin."

Vesemir's face was still full of uncontrollable excitement.

The first time flying into the sky, or in this way, this vehicle...

Stepping on the big griffin, feeling the strong heartbeat coming from the soles of my feet, shoulder to shoulder with the clouds, the wind and the mountains...

Vesemir smacked his lips with recollection, he felt that he might never forget this special moment in his life.

Noticing the expression on Vesemir's face, Aylin smiled.

In fact...

Even if someone guessed it, what would it matter?

Adhering to neutrality may have shielded the Wolf School from many storms and maintained the stability of the school for countless days and nights.

But now is not the past, when the Demon Hunter Cult just fell apart.

After the death rate of the Demon Hunter Trial is close to zero, the number of Demon Hunters in the school will inevitably increase dramatically. After the power and strength have increased sharply, how can they still adhere to neutrality?

This is unrealistic.

Aylin doesn't even need to do too much deduction.

After the news of the death rate of the trial is exposed, countless greedy eyes will definitely focus on it.

Adhering to neutrality at that time will only be mistaken for cowardice, causing wolves to surround and eat.

The only way out is to deal with it toughly.

Of course, there is no rush to show off muscles. What is more important now is to accumulate strength.

It’s just that the speed of information transmission in the demon hunter world is too slow, and the change of human concepts and impressions is also slow. Changes must be made known to the world little by little to reduce future enemies and avoid trouble.

Now is actually a good time.

Conquering the great griffin is too related to personal strength. Unlike the death rate of the trial, there is not much profit.

It essentially violates the principle of adhering to neutrality, but because it did not accept the bounty, there is not much to blame. Even because of the conflict between the school and Kaedwen, it does not involve other forces, and it is even less likely to cause a strong resistance from the entire northern continent.

The only thing that makes people a little worried is the reaction of Aedirn after knowing or guessing it.

To be honest, it is better for the school to hide now and be a little transparent to slowly accumulate strength.

But compared to the risk of exposure, it is more advantageous to tame the great griffin and make Kaedwen, whether nobles or wizards, unable to spare their hands.

"Squeak~"

Tie the reins to the stable in front of the inn and push open the wooden door.

A few days ago, when the proprietress saw Alin and Vesemir return, she immediately came to greet them and asked about their well-being.

But today, although she stood behind the bar and wiped the cups as usual, her movements looked stiff and careful.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, she looked up and saw the two demon hunters, and her eyes rolled around, as if reminding them.

Alin glanced inside the room.

The farmer who used to drink a glass of wine all day disappeared, replaced by a sergeant with a long sword on his waist and wearing standard leather armor.

More than a dozen people ordered a glass of wine each, filling the inn.

But the wine was obviously not touched at all, and it was not known whether it was disgusted or a disciplinary requirement.

Seeing the two demon hunters, the two men near the door who were only equipped with swords but no armor looked at each other and looked behind the demon hunters. They seemed to be waiting for the third, fourth, or even ninth person, so they did not stand up immediately.

However, Arryn and Vesemir did not intend to talk.

After exchanging glances, they walked up the creaking old wooden stairs under the gazes of more than a dozen pairs of eyes without changing their expressions.

"You guessed right, Arryn." After Vesemir walked up to the second floor, he curled his lips, "The king 'invited' us to deal with the great griffin..."

The tone of the word "invited" was strange, obviously intentional.

Arryn shrugged and was about to speak.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

Heavy footsteps came from the stairwell behind him.

"Two people!" Vesemir said softly, then winked and asked what to do.

Arryn returned a wink, bent his little finger and ring finger, and drew an inverted triangle in the air.

Vesemir looked back at the stairs, thought for a second, and nodded helplessly.

The two men without swords walked up to the second floor, unguarded as if to express a certain attitude.

When he saw the two demon hunters standing at the entrance of the corridor, seemingly waiting for them, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he took two steps forward as if he wanted to say something.

Almost at the same time, Aylin and Vesemir moved the magic power in their bodies, bent their little fingers and ring fingers, and drew an inverted triangle in the air.

Axis confusing seal.

Two white lights instantly enveloped the heads of the two men.

The man facing Aylin stopped immediately, but the one who was cast by Vesemir was stunned for a moment, then suddenly horrified, and opened his mouth in horror as if he wanted to call for help.

"Pah~"

In a flash, Vesemir took two steps forward, patted the man's neck with his right hand, and then slowly put the unconscious man on the ground.

Aylin gave a thumbs up.

Vesemir rolled his eyes unhappily, waved his hand, took out a silver amulet from the man's collar, and then put it back the same way, sighed, and muttered a few words as if complaining about his bad luck.

Seeing this, Aylin laughed twice again, and then turned to the hypnotized man:

"Tell me why you are here, and we have been here all the time and have never left."

Suddenly.

"Your Excellencies, on behalf of a noble, I invite a few..." The man suddenly introduced loudly and enthusiastically, although the people in front of him had already walked to the stairs.

Aylin moved his ears and heard no movement downstairs:

"While no one finds you, pack up and leave quickly. It's still troublesome to be chased into that grove."

Vesemir nodded, and then the two of them returned to their respective rooms quietly.

Only the man whose name was unknown was left in the corridor on the second floor, with a high and enthusiastic voice.

They said they were packing things, but in fact, they were just carrying a few bags. Witchers traveled around and didn't carry much with them.

The things carried by the several witchers who turned into jade statues were quite a lot, but they were all miscellaneous items, not many valuable things, so they didn't need to be carried.

Thanks to the fact that Vigfortz's transformation and sealing spell was different from the original book, the standard leather armor and clothes of the wolf school of the young witchers were reduced along with the jade statues.

So they only needed to take the most valuable and most obvious silver swords.

As for what to do if there are traces left?

This was unavoidable, after all, the horses of the seven young witchers were still left in the inn, and the big griffin only had two claws that could grab things.

The horses could leave some money, and I hope the proprietress can take good care of them. After the spell is lifted, they can come back and find a chance to ride away.

As for traces...

The big griffin will no longer attack Vengerberg in the future. Can the people of Aedirn still rush to send money?

"Let's go!"

In less than five minutes, two demon hunters came out with a few cloth bags. After looking at each other, they turned over and left through the window of Arryn's room.

"Herod~"

The horses neighed and the hurried sound of horses' hooves quickly went away, alarming the soldiers in the hotel who were listening carefully to the movement on the second floor.

"What's going on!"

"Someone ran away on horseback!"

"Who are the officers talking to on the second floor?"

"What should we do? Chase?"

...

The leading officers were all on the second floor, and no one gave orders, so more than a dozen people were crowded on the first floor in chaos, at a loss.

It took a long time for someone to end the chaos.

They ran to the second floor while shouting:

"Sir Joel! Sir Kahn!"

"Um!!! Come quickly, Sir Kahn was knocked unconscious!"

"Sir Joel, what happened?"

...

At this moment, the figures of Arryn and Vesemir on horseback had melted into the bright sunset.

——

Just at night.

Three black candles were lit, and the candlelight flickered in the darkness.

In the deep garden, chalks depicted the eight symbols of the Elven calendar zodiac "Vika" (festival) on the smooth stone floor, and the candlesticks were placed on the symbols representing May Day, Harvest Day and Pleasure Day.

Inside the zodiac ring, chalks formed another smaller ring, dotted with magic symbols, and surrounded the pattern of a pentagram.

Not far from the pentagram pattern, Aylin was carefully looking at the ritual formation of the spell-breaking ceremony.

Yes.

Although it was not completely dark yet, the two witcher masters of the Wolf School had already brought seven jade statues to the Meliteli Temple in Elland.

At dusk in the small village outside Vengerburg, it took less than two hours to fly to the west side of the Mahakam Mountains.

And this took Aylin nearly a week to sleep in the wilderness with a dusty face more than a month ago.

Tsk tsk!

This strong difference is much more profound than the feeling of returning from the griffin's nest to the grove outside the hotel.

In addition.

They also got an experience of driving the griffin: landing at dusk is the least likely to attract human attention.

"Why is it that every time I see you, you are inseparable from the curse?"

Ianna placed three small iron tripods on the three symbols of the inner ring and glanced at Ailin.

The complex sight made Ailin a little embarrassed.

The shapeshifting seal spell is not a curse, but a sealing spell.

He wanted to say so.

But after thinking about it, the difference between the two is not too big. Both are temporarily non-lethal and restrict the actions of the recipient.

And looking at the expression of Ianna, the high priest of the Meliteli Temple, she was not complaining, but teasing, more like teasing a child.

Otherwise, why didn't she say anything about Vesemir, who hid in the corner and hid his body in the dark as soon as he arrived?

Therefore, Ailin did not speak, so as to avoid being praised by Ianna strangely, "Oh! Master Ailin knows so much!", "I haven't seen you for a month, you have really grown up, and you even know such a remote and strange spell!", "Tsk tsk! You are worthy of being a knight of Elland, so amazing!" and so on.

Moreover, although Ianna teased, Ailin did not say anything when he came to the temple with a few jade statues.

After hearing the news, Ianna, the high priest of the Meliteli Temple, who was busy with affairs, immediately rushed over to greet them in person.

Then, after knowing their purpose, he immediately selected a suitable place to break the spell and arranged all matters for breaking the spell in the garden in front of the holy statue room.

Aylin could feel it...

Ianna was not so active because of Vera, but because she really valued him and was very close to him.

"Aunt Ianna, stop talking."

"Be careful, because of you, Aylin will not want to come next time."

The little priest Lysa was also watching nearby, and heard the high priest scolding in a sarcastic tone.

In this month, the relationship between her and Ianna seemed to have become much closer.

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about it anymore." The high priest smiled and placed a crystal on the top of each tripod.

The cut surface of the crystal just matched the structure of the tripod, which meant that there would be no error in their placement. To ensure this accuracy, although the crystal and tripod looked inconspicuous, the cost must be very high.

However, after the high priest's inspection, Vigfortz really did not do anything, and the instruments for removing the curse were all top-notch.

If someone who didn't know Vigfortz, such as Vesemir, might think that he was really trying to make up for the relationship and wanted to make a friend.

However, Aylin, who was familiar with Viggofortz's experience in the original book, was very sure that he must have ulterior motives, and his intentions were not small.

But Aylin had not figured out what Viggofortz wanted from him yet?

In the original book, Viggofortz was obsessed with power and strength.

Aylin and the Wolf School would definitely not give power to a brilliant magic source in the Warlock Brotherhood.

"Then it can only be power." Aylin thought as he watched Ianna place the small, whitish jade statue in the center of the pentagram.

"Wow--"

The candle suddenly began to burn, interrupting Aylin.

The facets of the crystal lit up, flashing beams of light.

Those beams shot towards the small statue, and its color quickly changed from green to gold, and then turned transparent after a while.

At this moment.

"Da Da Da ~"

Footsteps suddenly came from the darkness at the end of the garden passage.

Nenneke hurried over, looking anxious.